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Текст (слова) песни: Chumbawamba - The Morning After
Unholy sunday - a winters day (mine is the kingdom)
Church bells ring a million miles away (forever and ever)
Nowhere to go, nothing to do
But stay here warm in bed with you
The morning after the night before
Sunday after sunday
The morning after the night before
Ice on the windows, lets thaw it away (its a hell of a winter)
So much time to waste, so much to say (peppered with laughter)
Nowhere to go, nothing to do
But move justalittlebitcloser to you
The morning after the night before
Sunday after sunday
The morning after the night before
Plasticine people we could be (do what you want to)
Squezzing together for now or forever (forever or never)
Nowhere to go, nothing to do
But roll up into a ball with you
The morning after the night before
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